Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

tearing~

no one……

tearing~

no one……

Five tents were torn apart in a row, revealing that they were all dark and empty inside, suggesting that the residents were having fun outside.

But Domi didn't give up. Instead, he carefully checked each one one by one. As for the largest one, it was obviously the location of the leader, so he dealt with it last.

He kept tearing and tearing...

Inside Brandon's tent.

He had already swiftly stripped himself naked, and his hands were already on Mei's last lining.

"Even a fallen noble is still a noble. No wonder it's Light Shield; their offspring are all so good-looking."

She has a youthful appearance, fair and tender skin, and round, fleshy thighs, but she seems a bit malnourished.

This place must be heaven, where you can receive blessings on one hand and enjoy yourself to the fullest on the other.

Just as he was about to help Mei remove the last piece of cloth, Mei's large purple eyes suddenly opened.

Mei looked up and her face turned bright red. A vertical shadow was cast on her face through the firelight outside the tent, right in the center, which was quite terrifying!

She was about to scream in fear when Brandon covered her mouth with his hand:

"I'm sorry, Miss Mei, please bear with me for a moment. Don't scream or resist, otherwise..."

As he spoke, he pulled a gleaming hunting knife from under his pillow. It looked similar to Bowie's knife, and he placed it against Mei Guangjie's neck. If he went in just a little closer, he could sever her carotid artery.

Even if Mei is socially awkward, she knows what she's facing.

She turned her head away helplessly, tears streaming down her face, soaking a corner of the pillow, her eyes filled with despair.

What are people's reactions when they are at their most desperate?

Mei simply recalled the difficult yet happy days she and her parents spent in the countryside.

She and her father farmed the land together, while her mother stayed home sewing and mending. Although they were poor, they managed to get by, and life was always full of fun things to do, so it wasn't boring at all.

However, her good fortune did not last long. Her mother contracted a serious illness related to magic, which ordinary doctors could not cure. Only doctors who knew medical magic could cure her, and such doctors would have to pay more money!

300 golden dragons!

The immense financial pressure was a thorn in the side for the family. Soon, her father abandoned her and her mother, disappearing without a trace, leaving only her mother and herself at home.

Mei, now an adult, knew that by the time her family's crops ripened and were sold, her mother would be nearing the end of her life. So she resolutely went to the main city of Brofell and temporarily entrusted her mother to the care of her neighbors.

After arriving in the city, she did hard labor and dirty work, serving as a slave to other teams until she finally saved enough money to buy herself the cheapest equipment. Then she continued to serve as cannon fodder and vanguard for them.

"She's so useless, she can't even be a good cannon fodder..."

"We're even tripping and falling while walking, giving away our position and scaring away our prey..."

"They can't even move equipment properly..."

"Useless trash..."

"Let's just use a shield to hold the front line; we'll get hit eventually..."

In the lonely nights, countless expressionless shadows would always surround her bedside, insulting, spitting on, and despising her.

But compared to her mother's life, what does it matter if she gets a beating or scolding?

So she persevered, continuing her profession as a shield-wielding adventurer—a lucrative career where money came quickly, often earned by carrying sacks of grain.

After many twists and turns, she finally met a kind and sunny team leader who let her integrate into the team without complaint. There was also a girl who, although a bit harsh in her words, had a good heart.

Together they did a lot of commissions that a three-person team could handle.

Their feelings for each other gradually deepened, and even if Brandon might end up with Honey, she wouldn't mind at all, because she was content with having a team that could accept her and grow alongside her.

Then, the powerful archer Mr. Death joined the fray.

She was strong, and the people on her team were kind and gentle. She thought this would last forever, that she would earn enough money to treat her mother's illness, but now it has turned out like this...

"Mother, I'm sorry... Please forgive my filial impiety, I may have to leave before you..."

The sound of tearing fabric echoed, exposing large patches of skin as the night's chill enveloped her.

An unprecedented courage and determination arose from my heart!

She actually thrust her neck directly into that blade that resembled a guillotine!

The speed and the suddenness of the movement left Brandon with no time to react.

"Do not!!"

He cried out in despair.

Chapter 61, Section 60: Battle Mage

However, just as Mei felt the coldness of the blade against her neck, the tent was ripped open with a tearing sound, and a hand reached in from the outside, pressing her head down with overwhelming force.

"Don't think too much, I'm here to save you."

A familiar deep voice entered Mei's ears. At this moment, Domi's hand loosened, and she looked up to see the man in the slightly mocking black and white mask and dark green ranger cloak.

"Mr. Death Omen!"

She shouted excitedly, but the next second she realized the seriousness of the situation, and not only lost her excitement, she immediately changed her words:

"Mr. Death, don't worry about me, run! This is the thieves' stronghold, and their men are everywhere outside!"

"I'm here to save you; you don't need to worry about anything else."

"As for this person..."

Domi slipped into the tent through the crack, while Brandon retreated step by step with his hunting knife in hand, his expression filled with anger and fear.

The Tang Monk's flesh that was within our grasp has flown away just like that!

But it doesn't matter, as long as this omen of death is killed, Mei's body will still be his!

"I don't even know if I should continue calling you Brandon."

Domi pulled a blanket from the side and covered Mei with it, while saying to the man in front of him who was a master of acting.

"My original name was..."

"Forget it, I have no interest in knowing the name of a dead person."

A leaf with a sharp tip and a string of special symbols flew with a "whoosh" to Brandon's side.

"Flying Thunder God Technique".

"Varied……!"

Brandon didn't even say a word. The ominous sign of death that had just been right in front of him suddenly disappeared and reappeared standing beside him, his own blood flowing from the standard-issue dagger he was holding in reverse.

"Cough...cough..."

His throat and vocal cords were slit, bleeding profusely and he could no longer make a sound.

Finally, it could only fall helplessly to the ground, its eyes staring at the ground, gradually losing their luster.

Even in death, I couldn't understand why this omen of death had moved so quickly...

"Tch, utterly pathetic."

Domi flicked his wrist, wiping the blood off the dagger, and turned slightly to Mei, saying:

"You stay here and don't move. I'll come find you after I've dealt with these people outside."

As he spoke, he drew his bow and arrows and opened the tent door.

Brandon's "no" was loud enough, and the commotion that followed made it impossible to hide; the thieves had discovered them.

Rather than fleeing in a sorry state with Mei and Miguo as burdens, it's more efficient to deal with the pursuers here.

Mei stared blankly as Domi faced off against a gang of nearly a hundred thieves single-handedly. She was so stunned that she had never felt that Mr. Death's back was so imposing, and he no longer looked like a dwarf.

It's so much better than Brandon dying on the side!

At the same time, she knew she couldn't persuade Domi, so she could only silently wish him well.

"Mr. Death Omen, even if you can't win, you must return safely..."

Brandon's tent is quite large and located close to the center of the campsite, so you can see the campfire as soon as you step outside.

When Domi stepped out of the tent, the steel-tipped arrow was already nocked on his bow, while the thieves outside stood there in surprise and uncertainty, looking in his direction.

To their surprise, the person inside immediately pulled out arrows and aimed them at them.

"The power of mathematics, physics, and chemistry will lend me a hand!"

"Secret Technique: Parabola!"

"call out!!"

The arrow pierced the air and stabbed directly into the head of a thief, splashing red and white liquid all over the faces of those nearby.

The thieves only realized what had happened when the man collapsed with a thud.

shouted:

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

Taking advantage of the remaining distance, Domi decided to make good use of it, drawing four arrows from his quiver and firing them in quick succession.

With his unparalleled skill level and the power of his mathematical and physical parabolic movements, every time he pulled the bowstring, someone would inevitably fall to the ground.

Just as the roar of a sniper rifle dominates the battlefield, his bowstring is the whisper of death.

The alarm of an enemy attack startled the bald leader inside the main tent. He didn't even have time to play with the innocent woman he had abducted before grabbing his large machete and rushing out.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Domi frantically kiting his little brother, and immediately roared:

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you trespass on my territory! State your name!"

The boss has appeared; it seems the kite-flying is no longer an option.